Share 'The woes of five generations.... ""Experience""&""Wisdom""'

Two days ago, we laid Gram to rest beside Gramp. The cemetery is one, that is filled with rolling gently hills, and surrounded by trees, that seem to reach into the sky. My Dad is laid a short distance down from both of them. Mom placed one of the roses from Gram's casket, on his grave, so he would know to be waiting for her....My Dad was Gram's youngest, and she had stood at his grave side 11 ye…